[No5] 2006 Celebration of the Tara Pilgrimage

[jaskroy]

Every knee shall bow and every toung confess that Jusus Christ is Lord.

[MagicTellaVision]

In the past it was Mogh Ruith's Attack on the High King's Druids, today I have applied this same Druid poem to the M3 which now attacks the Hill of Tara's valley. I turn (transform), I re-turn,not but I turn nuclei of darkness, I turn verbal spells, I turn speckled* spells, I turn purities of form, I turn high, I turn mightily, I turn each adversity, I turn a hill to subside, equally an onslaught on its foot.

[MagicTellaVision]

Subjugated will be the hill, one by one an equal blow against those who flee, I turn each not smelled out. I turn each tumour (in hiding), they are disgraced in my fierce anger of a yew (prince) I in my angers raging. I bestow (declare a poem, make it fate) by this, I bestow, I bestow, poison in my power, the O'Cuinns to bind. Colptha and Lurga, may they speedily terribly-die in the ford.

[MagicTellaVision]

Errghi, Eng, and Engain (the enemy's magic ewes) and not one (of my magic) hounds,are they each chained. Be it hooves' grave from claws, raw dust in it, ruin. Be a fiodhrádh piece (wild anger) cast on the hill. Be there a piece (saying) on the ford itself, which equally strikes (nourishes) my clan of Eoghan there.

[MagicTellaVision]

Be there to them a great good, a blessing, a sovereignty in their (own) hands if they do not deny my fame among them. Be descended of Fiacha prodigies who will suck their drink

without a (high) king, without his rule (over them). (But be) descended from Mogh Corbh a pack of dogs altogether against their king, scattered away from his kingdom each of their seven cows* in turn.

[MagicTellaVision]

I breath-blast indeed the Ridge of the Stags. Breath-blasted be the sageries of the doctors of anguish.

Breath-blasted be the grasp of the foreigners. Breath-blasted poison raw and cold. Not a body the same just there breath-blasted wild-white (empty) raging,but a(nother) body the same over there. Turnt (transformed) be that expanse of the sword in my paroxysm of magic in my best battle

in my perfect best battle.